The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-02-10

denis, broke in upon her reflections. to
exhibit her receipts OF the day. and es-
pecially particularly beautiful valcn-
tine she had just received, which she
declared was directed in an unknown
chirography" Then the frivolous
girl went on to give an enthusiastic
description of Handsome gentleman
of strange appearance" she had met
that morning on the village square.
She wished her teachers opinion of the
matter. Miss Arden's pupils always
came to her with all their joys as well
as their sorrows. Did Miss Arden
think it likely that the stranger had re-
membered her, and taken enough inte-
rest in her to learn her name and send
her the valentneP Rosa really hoped
so. He was such a capital catch and it
would be so romantic.
Miss Arden was sorry to dissappoint
the hayward girl. but she readily as
cribed the disguised handwriting to
one of the school-boys. Anyway the
tickle girl was pleased over it, and
presently she betook herself triumph.
ntly away with her priced trophies.
And Miss Arden put all thoughts OF
the past from her, and mechanically
turned her attention to the practical
present. She had already dined and
cta IN in hA hnD nj har
fur cloak and pretty hat with its gray
plumes, preparatory to going back to
school, when Biddy, who had spent
most of the day paying visits to the
post-ollice. came in and handed her
packet bearing the supersorlption of
Miss Allie Arden" Instantly she
recognized the familiar chirography of
Rupert Moore; and the astonished girl
had never seen the school-mistrcss,
whom everybody considered so quiet
and passionless, as visably affected as
on this occasion.
Miss Arden stepped back into the lit
tie parlor, and with eager, agitated fin
gers broke the seal of her valentine. 1t
was an exquisite little affair of pure
white blossoms and myrtle that convey
ed a happy significance to her heart,
and there were also lovely verses of
peace offering. She blushed rosy
red, and-yes, she actually pressed the
sweet valentine to her lips--whilc dew y
tears started TO the loving eyes.
Biddy darted away to tell her news"
Just us Miss Arden left the room with
her precious packet.safely ensconced in
her pocket, and wendell her way to
school with happy heart. All the
scholars wondered what had brought
the roses to "the teachers" cheeks
and that happy smile to her lips, and
why she was so joyfully elated "She
did not look like that when | called on
her at noon," vowed Rosa Wilson.
But their wonder and curiosity knew no
bounds when at the close of school that
afternoon, the handsome stranger was
waiting at the stile for the school-mis-
tress. They met with fervent hand
clasp, and long, searching glance that
restored mutual understanding be-
tween them.
Mr.. Moore was the first TO break the
happy silence. Allie" he said, "you
have forgiven me?"
Yes, frcelcy," she murmured "In-
deed, Rupert, | have thought all along
that it was my fault that we quarreled
and parted"
However, Mr.. Moore insisted upon
shoulderlng all the blame himself.
AS they walked home together, the
elements gently peltng them with
snow-flakes, tender words of love again
passed between the long severed lovers.
Rupert told her how after he had gone
aboard, he wandered aimlessly about
seeking diversion in vain for
the course of year, when he
returned to America and settled
down TO bus ness. He had written to
her repeatedly; but receiving no reply,
attributed her silence to indifference,
and even tortured himself with the hate
full thought that perhaps she had mar
ried. At last growing weary with his
lonely lot, he resolved to know the
worst of his fate, and return ed to their
native city. to learn that years before
she had left for F.. Hitler he fol-
lowed her to ask once more her hand in